Ascension of the Heavenly Demon - Chapter 305

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Chapter 305

Pook.

Just once on the blood point.

Mujin’s face contorted in pain as the finger pressed deep into his flesh.

“Get some sleep. You’ve done well.”

As if the gentle voice were a lullaby, Mujin’s trembling body gradually stilled, his eyes slowly growing dim.

“…Yes.”

Then, as his body collapsed limply, Zhuge Munhyeon caught him just in time.

“Yalim.”

“Yes?”

“What are you doing? He’s heavy.”

“Ah!”

Jin Yalim hurried over and took Mujin’s body.

“Zhuge Gongja, that person is not human…”

“I know.”

“Will you be alright?”

“Please take care of Mujin, Yeonhwa too.”

“Understood.”

Jin Yalim, carrying Mujin on his back, flew toward the cave without hesitation.

He couldn’t be of any help anyway.

He would only get in the way.

Zhuge Munhyeon shouldered the Silver Cold Staff and looked up at the Sword Ancestor.

“You, what are you?”

“…”

“Yokai? Gwi? Ghost? Immortal? Well, what does it matter anyway.”

At Zhuge Munhyeon’s words as he chuckled, the Sword Ancestor’s eyes trembled slightly.

This bastard… the aura I feel from him is quite different from before.

Did he finally mix them?

Spiritual energy and internal energy?

He had gone too far in playing around, but since his purpose was dialogue, the Sword Ancestor dispersed the spirit swords he had filled the sky with.

“Listen. I am…”

“You are what?”

“…!”

The Sword Ancestor’s eyes widened.

Right beside him?

He couldn’t see the movement.

How…

But this wasn’t a situation to ponder.

He was in danger of being struck in the head by the staff in Zhuge Munhyeon’s hand.

Zzzeeeeeeng!

The moment he raised his arm to block, sharp pain spread throughout his entire body.

Unable to withstand that force, his body was pushed back.

‘This bastard…’

Anger flared up.

No matter how much spiritual power he possessed that surpassed Half-Immortals, what humiliation was this to receive from someone who hadn’t escaped the human realm?

The Sword Ancestor, suppressing his anger, tried to speak again.

“Stop, I merely wish to have a conversation…”

But again, he couldn’t finish his words.

Zhuge Munhyeon’s form approached in an instant, and the Silver Cold Staff was fiercely tearing through the air.

The speed that had surpassed the limits of the physical body was no different from flashing lightning.

“This bastard!”

The moment he spread both arms wide, the Sword Ancestor drew spirit swords from his entire body like a hedgehog defending itself.

Pakakakakak!

At this move that was both defense and attack, blocking all directions in an instant, Zhuge Munhyeon quickly retreated.

“What an interesting fellow.”

“…”

“What is your energy? Metal element? Strange. The Silver Cold Staff isn’t reacting at all.”

Zhuge Munhyeon, having created distance, glanced at the Silver Cold Staff in his hand.

When meeting other beings, the Silver Cold Staff would emit light from the Eight Trigrams as if informing him of the opponent’s energy in advance.

But it wasn’t reacting at all to the Sword Ancestor’s energy.

Then was it some other energy, not Five Elements energy?

“Unexpected, the Silver Cold Staff has never been like this before. This makes the concepts of opposition and generation meaningless.”

Zhuge Munhyeon’s eyes gleamed coldly as he prepared his next attack.

He was quite angry.

Mujin had released the fifth seal.

A power he couldn’t even defeat with his own abilities yet…

That foolish guy had overexerted himself again.

He had warned him repeatedly that he might become a beast if he wasn’t careful.

He must have tried to protect them.

Himself, and Jin Yalim… though of course Dan Yeonhwa would have the highest priority.

The Sword Ancestor was the culprit who had made Mujin like that.

“Whatever your intentions were, I absolutely won’t go easy on you.”

Bloodlight surged in Zhuge Munhyeon’s eyes.

The fusion of internal energy and spiritual energy.

That was a completely different experience from simply mixing energies.

A new path no one had ever walked.

He didn’t know what those called Immortals would call his current realm.

The realm of Core Formation that had seemed so distant to surpass?

Well…

What mattered was the fact that he had surpassed the limits before his eyes.

Though he couldn’t know where that power would reach.

Zziik.

Zhuge Munhyeon’s foot stepped forward, and his posture lowered.

Taking the Foot Sword Stance, his form shot out at high speed.

Small Heaven Star Sword?

Demonic Arts?

No, what he was doing now was neither of those.

His body was simply moving according to what he wanted to do.

Pwoong!

His form cutting through the air reached the Sword Ancestor’s side as if it had leaped through space in an instant.

The Silver Cold Staff, filled with energy, was swung while emitting tremendous light.

The power maximized by the Thunder Trigram of the Eight Trigrams – lightning.

Kwaaaaang!

The Sword Ancestor’s face contorted as he received the strike that came down like light.

Though he had deflected Zhuge Munhyeon’s Silver Cold Staff, the spot where he blocked was burned black with throbbing shock.

Could this be called evenly matched?

Kwareulung!

But the deflected Silver Cold Staff immediately burst with thunder and poured down lightning. The electric strike that escaped through gaps in the sky tore up the ground.

Kwakwang!

Not satisfied with bursting the ground, it raced across the surface, chasing after the Sword Ancestor.

The startled Sword Ancestor quickly retreated and created the Celestial Spirit Sword Formation.

In an instant, swords filled the sky and rained down like a downpour following his gestures.

Crash crash crash crash crash!

Swords pierced the ground and the earth exploded.

The barrier shook entirely from the shockwave created by the two forces.

However, since the spirit swords poured down so densely that there was nowhere to dodge, Zhuge Munhyeon poured power into the position of Xun trigram (Wood Spirit, Wind) and swung his Silver Cold Staff.

Whooooom!

A gale swept through and blew away the spirit swords, then as the Qian trigram (Metal Spirit) shone, Zhuge Munhyeon’s body became as solid as an impenetrable shield.

He took the spirit swords with his body.

Crash crack crack!

His body trembled from the impact, and the shattered spirit swords scattered in all directions.

But he wasn’t wounded.

Only minor scratches appeared, as if a sword had grazed steel.

“That’s good enough!”

Gritting his teeth and enduring the pain, Zhuge Munhyeon charged straight toward the Sword Ancestor while taking the spirit swords.

The Sword Ancestor was simply dumbfounded.

What is this?

A human who simultaneously possesses the energy of Wood Spirit and Metal Spirit?

Even being born with just one is difficult, so how can he use them so freely? Having learned such things, why doesn’t he use immortal arts but instead uses physical techniques like us? Moreover, what exactly is that weapon that amplifies its power to tremendous force the moment energy is contained within it?

Incomprehensible questions filled the Sword Ancestor’s mind in an instant.

But paradoxically, as the clash continued, his expression looked increasingly excited.

How long had it been?

Since he had fought with all his might like this.

The strong are too strong to inspire the will to oppose them, and the weak aren’t worth fighting.

This moment of meeting an equal and unleashing everything he had was incredibly enjoyable.

“Hehehe, good. I’ll fight you properly!”

The Sword Ancestor shouted and created Celestial Spirit Swords everywhere visible.

When one broke, two appeared, and two multiplied into four again.

It was like the paradox of the spear and shield.

A spear that can pierce anything, and a shield that can block anything.

Crash crack, bang!

The fight intensified and the two clashed, displaying their skills without restraint.

It was a tense battle, like a taut string that could snap at any moment.

‘This won’t end at this rate.’

‘The barrier can’t hold out much longer.’

Both knew they were evenly matched, and they also realized this fight would ultimately end in a single decisive moment.

“I’ll break through!”

“Anytime!”

Bang!

Spirit swords flew toward Zhuge Munhyeon as he charged forward.

“It’s useless… Ugh!”

Zhuge Munhyeon, who had intended to deflect them with his body as before, realized something had changed.

The spirit energy swords were combining.

Bang!

The impact doubled.

‘This bastard?’

The swords weren’t targeting multiple places but concentrating on a single point.

Bang!

His steps slowed.

Due to the heavy impact, he couldn’t maintain his previous speed.

And soon the Sword Ancestor combined all his spirit swords into one, creating a massive sword.

The sword, transformed like a giant’s blade, poured straight down toward Zhuge Munhyeon.

Crrrrrack!

The path the sword traveled cracked, unable to withstand the spiritual pressure.

‘Damn it…’

It looked difficult to block.

His advancing steps had already stopped, and it was hard to even maintain his balance against the pressing spiritual pressure.

He was being pushed back.

He would be pierced soon.

Running away would be useless.

His sword persistently pursued its target like the Relentless Sword Technique.

‘In the end, I have no choice but to… gamble!’

Zhuge Munhyeon concentrated all his energy not in the Qian trigram (Metal Spirit) but in the Zhen trigram (Wood Spirit: Thunder) and amplified it.

Slashing Strike, Self-Destruction.

Not caring for oneself.

An attack method that achieves death through death.

Sizzle!

His skin was torn by the energy emanating from the Sword Ancestor’s spirit sword, and blood spurted from each wound.

Such was its power.

Without defense, even the grazing wind of spiritual pressure could kill.

But even in that excruciating pain, Zhuge Munhyeon stepped forward with a deep smile.

And he became lightning itself.

Flash!

The spirit sword changed direction and hastily chased after Zhuge Munhyeon, but the gap kept widening.

“Damn it!”

The Sword Ancestor, who never thought he would put all his power into speed, turned pale and took a defensive stance.

“Too late!”

Zhuge Munhyeon, now covered in blood, swung his Silver Cold Staff in a fierce trajectory.

Whoooosh!

The Sword Ancestor’s arm was torn off at the shoulder and flew away.

Unable to withstand the spiritual pressure, it exploded without leaving even debris.

Lucky.

Next is the head!

Whooooom!

As the Silver Cold Staff swung straight at him, the Sword Ancestor scattered his spirit sword and leaped high up.

Sizzzzle!

Unable to completely dodge and only grazing it, his forehead was torn open lengthwise.

Thud!

But Zhuge Munhyeon chased after him like rising lightning.

His spiritual energy had been consumed by the amount of one lost arm.

He had to flee.

Higher! More! More!

It was then, as he desperately tried to escape.

Swoooosh.

Zhuge Munhyeon, who had been chasing, suddenly dove down.

As if falling.

“…Huh?”

The Sword Ancestor couldn’t help but be dumbfounded in a different sense.

He can’t chase anymore?

The Sword Ancestor, suspended in mid-air, blinked and looked down below.

Thud! Whoosh!

Zhuge Munhyeon attempted to leap several more times, but still couldn’t reach and fell back down.

“You cowardly bastard! Flying away to escape? Why don’t you come down quickly?”

“….”

“Come down, you bastard!”

Since jumping wouldn’t work, he shot spirit energy like bullets, but there was no way they would hit.

That’s when he realized.

That guy… doesn’t know flight techniques.

‘What kind of person is like that?’

Not only could he control metal and wood elements, but he also possessed physical techniques that surpassed his own… yet he truly knew nothing.

In Seonmun, flight techniques were the most basic of basics for those who became Half-Immortals… Even if they couldn’t stay airborne long, they could certainly move a certain distance…

Zhuge Munhyeon.

He was just a strong-bodied fool.

“Come down, you son of a bitch!”

“….”

Of course, his mouth was quite foul too.

And he had no manners.

Though Immortals ranked each other by realm, he was still a senior who had lived hundreds of years longer.

Thanks to this, the Sword Ancestor, now having some breathing room, slowly caught his breath and spoke.

“Listen here.”

“What! Why!”

“First, calm down a bit.”

“Do I look like I’m in a state to calm down? Damn it! Learning such strange techniques! Are you a bird? Come down!”

Zhuge Munhyeon looked ready to throw stones.

But would he come down?

The Sword Ancestor, thinking he should treat his injured arm first, took out an elixir from his chest and put it in his mouth.

“Huh? Your, your arm?”

Zhuge Munhyeon’s eyes couldn’t help but widen.

The severed arm had regenerated.

He had clearly seen it explode.

“Don’t be surprised. It’s one of the immortal techniques, and it’s impossible without elixirs.”

“….”

Come to think of it, there hadn’t been any blood either.

Why?

“First, calm down and listen to what I have to say. I didn’t come here to fight you.”

“….”

“I want to have a conversation.”

At the Sword Ancestor’s persuasion, Zhuge Munhyeon’s eyes narrowed.

After fighting so fiercely until now.

But glancing back, the cave area was intact.

That meant he was the same as himself.

If he hadn’t shown restraint, would Mujin and the others have been safe?

It meant that even while fighting with full power, he had been careful not to cause damage to that area.

Indeed, if he had intended to kill, it would have been a fight that ended as soon as it began.

“Tch, then you should have said so from the start. That you wanted to talk.”

“I did say it! From earlier!”

“I tend to only hear what I want to hear.”

“….”

“Just come down first. Looking up at you is making my neck hurt, so it’s hard to talk.”

Though he wasn’t pleased, since there was no other way anyway, Zhuge Munhyeon smiled and gestured for him to come down.

However.

“Liar.”

“….”

“While gripping your weapon so tightly.”

He was caught.

He must have been gripping it slightly.

He had planned to hit him at least once when he came down.

Since this guy could regenerate even a lost arm, he wanted to see if his head would regenerate too.

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